Songtexte: Little Comets. Fiance.

I'm twenty-four,
And I keep getting wiser,
She's twenty-eight,
And yet she still puts it on a plate,
My eyes say we all love a girl if she's slightly older,
Her lips say 'Shit. It's my fiance',

She says it's my fiance,
Look out it's my fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
It's my fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
It's my fiance,

Been here before,
As we crawl to a taxi,
She's lost inside,
Oh yeah, but the wine makes a cheap disguise,
Her eyes say 'How come I'm home but I feel so lonely?'
My feet say 'Whoops. Who is that boy in the corner?'

She says it's my fiance,
Look out its my fiance
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
It's my fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,

Look out, look out,

She says fidelity,
Is too white so she wants me,
To make it a blackery a summertime,
I'd like to take a chance,
But I know there's no romance,

It's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
No she's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
Oh she's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
She's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
She's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
She's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
No time, no time for romance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
She's your fiance,
Oh eh eh oh ooh ooh,
She's your fiance,